"She nodded quickly, and said, 'The subject of trains is of great interest to some people - or so I would imagine.'"

I won't lie to you. I bought this book for 99p, and frankly, I'm not sure I would have felt comfortable paying any more for it. Could that be psychological? Like, if you pay less for a book, you value it less? In that case, Booksie writers (including me) are stuffed with all it's free material.  Perhaps not. Anyway, I'm rambling. I'll give Martin his credit, I love the atmosphere he creates in this book; it's kind of almost gothic horror slash historical fiction slash mystery and crime, if you can imagine that. And to be fair, it does keep you reading, but the key to a good mystery is not only brilliant description but a plot that's worth reading about and keeps moving. This one.... had me feeling bored.

So, perhaps not as good as it could have been. Certainly the main 'detective', Jim Stringer, lacks the force of character of Mrs Marple or Sherlock Homes... but Martin has done his homework, every scene is picture perfect according to it's victorianesque background.

I still wouldn't pay more than 99p for it though.

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